Black Myth: Tang Dynasty

Chapter 34

Just when the female ghost was trapped by Chen Ziyu, Li Daoxuan in the bronze mirror seemed to take out something, and then the mirror surface began to fluctuate violently, as if there was a tendency to melt.

Drops of copper juice fell, and then a hot flame rushed out, burning through the mirror.

Holding the gourd of the Three Realms in his hand, Li Daoxuan jumped out of the mirror.

There was still a trace of fear in his eyes. The space in the mirror was very strange, as if he was imprisoned in a secret room, surrounded by darkness, he could see the outside through the mirror, but he couldn't get out.

Fortunately, he still has the gourd of the three realms, which burned the mirror surface with flames and broke the other party's supernatural powers.

"Sister Yu, well done!"

Li Daoxuan gave Chen Ziyu a thumbs up. As expected of Sister Yu, she grabbed Chen Ziyu as soon as she made a move.

Chen Ziyu didn't respond to him, but closed her eyes and frowned slightly.

This made Li Daoxuan a little strange. Sister Yu has always been like a glacier, which will never melt. Although her face is amazing, she has never expressed any expression. Why did she suddenly frown.

Worried about what other means this female ghost might have, Li Daoxuan held the Fish Intestine Sword in his hand and was about to stab her down.

However, strands of black hair stood in front of him, like swimming black snakes.

Li Daoxuan was stunned, and said, "Sister Yu, what's wrong?"

That was Chen Ziyu's hair.

Chen Ziyu opened her eyes, wondering if it was an illusion, but Li Daoxuan actually saw some kind of emotional fluctuations in her eyes.

Chen Ziyu's red lips parted slightly, but she didn't say anything.

After a long time, she put away her hair and stretched out her hand towards Li Daoxuan.

Li Daoxuan looked at that snow-white slender hand, a little puzzled, not knowing what she meant.

"Sister Yu, do you... want me to hold you?"

Chen Ziyu's expression remained unchanged, her fair chin nodded slightly.

Li Daoxuan gasped, "Sister Yu, what are you doing?"We humans and ghosts have different paths, really can't!

No matter how beautiful you are!
Li Daoxuan was about to decline, but he saw that Sister Yu's hair became longer again, and the color of the wedding dress became more and more red.

He decisively held Sister Yu's hand, and it felt very cold to the touch, like a piece of cold jade.

Sister Yu, I didn't expect you to be such a domineering woman...

Li Daoxuan, who had never held hands with a girl before, actually felt a little turbulent in his heart, but the moment he held Miss Yu's hand, he realized that he was thinking too much.

Scenes and scenes began to appear in Li Daoxuan's mind...

A woman with a gentle temperament was lying on the bed, and her appearance looked somewhat similar to that cursed doll.

She was pale and looked sick. Master Huang and the current eldest lady were standing aside, and a thin little girl was squatting in the corner.

The woman held Master Huang's hand and said: "Master, I'm running out of time. After my concubine dies, don't hold a big funeral. Keep everything simple and save money. Master, you can hold more porridge parties. Help those poor people."

With tears in his eyes, Master Huang held her hand and said, "Yulan, I, I will help you find the best doctor..."

The woman shook her head and begged: "Master, my life is not long, I just want to ask you one thing, okay?"

"What's the matter, you say, I will definitely agree!"

The woman beckoned to the corner, and the thin girl rushed towards her with a smile. Her eyes were dull, and she only smiled sweetly when leaning against her mother's arms.

"Master, Huier is our biological daughter. Although she...she has some stubborn illnesses, she is your flesh and blood. I beg you to take more care of Huier in the future!"

Master Huang looked at the thin girl with embarrassment in his eyes.

Hui Er is his first child, but he was born with a brain disease, and he was foolish and silly, which made him lose face outside, so he has never liked her very much.

"Okay, I promise you."

The woman breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked at the woman wearing gold and silver and heavy makeup.

"Sister, after I die, you will be the eldest lady of the mansion. My sister has saved some dowry for Hui'er in these years of frugality. I have sent all the servant girls to your room."

"Sister, don't refuse. The money is just a little wish of my sister. When Hui'er grows up, I ask my sister to take the trouble to choose a good husband for her. You don't need to be a dragon and phoenix, as long as you are honest, kind, and love Huier." That's fine."

The woman with heavy make-up stepped forward and said with a smile: "Don't worry, sister, I will definitely take care of Huier as if it were my own child."

As she spoke, she reached out to touch the little girl's face, but the little girl almost bit her finger.

The thin Hui'er curled up in her mother's arms, not letting anyone touch her, like a wounded cub.

"Master, sister, you go to rest first, I want to talk to Huier alone for a while."

After Mr. Huang and the woman left, the woman hugged her daughter and gently stroked her hair, her eyes full of reluctance.

"Hui'er, mother is going to die."

The little girl raised her head, with a hint of doubt in her eyes, as if she couldn't understand the word death.

"Death means that mother is leaving, and mother will never see you again."

The little girl's pupils trembled, revealing a look of deep fear.

The woman was a little distressed. She held the face that was very similar to herself, and a flash of inspiration flashed in her heart, and pointed to the bronze mirror in the room.

"Hui'er, if you miss your mother in the future, just go and look in the mirror, and your mother will be there."

……

A few days later, the woman died.

The thin Hui'er was wearing a white mourning dress, staring at the big box containing her mother, walking away in the wind and snow little by little...

After the funeral, Mr. Huang opened a porridge club and gained good reputation, and the second wife was successful in taking the position, smiling, and everyone forgot that little girl hiding in the corner.

But soon the eldest lady thought of Huier.

Because the eldest lady found out that the master sometimes still misses the dead man, so jealous, she began to abuse the little girl who huddled in the corner of the room and looked in the mirror all day long.

At first, it was just insults, and then they started beating at every turn, from wooden sticks to leather whips, and the methods became more and more ruthless.

She even indulged her servants to bully Huier, and let others deliberately spread all kinds of ugly things about Huier, so that Master Huang felt ashamed and no longer defended her, and even didn't want to mention her stupid daughter.

As Hui'er grew up day by day, the eldest lady found that Hui'er and the dead woman were more and more like each other, they were carved out of the same mold.

She was afraid that Master Huang would think of that woman again when he saw it, so she asked the housekeeper to force Hui'er out of the house on a snowy winter day.

Hui'er was only wearing a coarse singlet, shivering from the cold, wandering around the Huangfu like a lonely ghost.

The lady ordered her servants to beat and abuse her severely. After being beaten many times, Huier finally left with a limp.

Finally, on a certain winter morning, she wandered to the edge of a lake. Facing the morning light, she looked at the reflection in the lake obsessively, and then rushed over with a smile.

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(End of this chapter)